A voice is starting to become discernible from the static, distorted and deep, Hail O Knight of Iacon, please respond. they hear repeated every 10 seconds, the comms were locked out save a secure but heavily masked channel that was nigh impossible to trace.

"Yeah, so I think ya mighta installed some kinda scam-bot. Here's to hopping you don't got much digital Shanix stored on here!" Savage called back, jerking the ship again to avoid another tree, the wing barely scraping it as he continued to fly inexplicably low.

"Bah! Not my fault your screens are so covered in all this undecipherable gobeldy-goop that I can't find the thruster button!" Savage called back, randomly pressing a few buttons and switches, avoiding the ones that most likely seemed 'start-up' related.

"Bah! No fun!" Savage replied, shaking a fist as he turned to stare at Dynamo. "So, you're the one who's actually managed to get on Asphalt's bad side eh? Nice! Glad to have him back to his old ways, even if it's temporary."

After the officer does a high jacked scan of the ship's interior and informs his student of the results, Firestorm informed Railfire that Ironclad's got a few passengers on his craft with him that will arrive at Kaon Tower within the hour if things go without a hitch. (@MaximusPrimal)